Lyrics:
the river side
Feeding ducks in the afternoon tide
(quack quack) apples and oranges
Apples and oranges apples and oranges
only cockroach and thunder
Then picture this picture
Is only cess pit or river
Is either duck bone or dog rice
She give she life to sacrifice
cnd
Thought you might like to know
I'm the lorry driver man
She's on the run
Down by the river side
Feeding ducks by the afternoon tide
Apples and oranges
Thought you might like to know
I'm the lorry driver man
She's on the run
Down by the river side
Feeding ducks by the afternoon tide
Apples and oranges
Thought you might like to know
I'm the lorry driver man
She's on the run
Down by the river side
Feeding ducks by the afternoon tide
Apples and oranges
the beginning of something so magical, tonight (oh, oh)
Take me down to the river
Underneath the blood orange sun
Say my name like a scripture
Keep my heart
the beginning of something so magical, tonight (oh, oh)
Take me down to the river
Underneath the blood orange sun
Say my name like a scripture
Keep my heart
The future didn't last long did it
The future didn't last long did it
Our blood doesn't pump
It flows more like a river
No heart, no beat to stop
of what you see
I'm not in a class of monsters, I'm just a new generation from an old colony
There might be clones, yet no one knows
Yet a microchip on your
cargo to colonies of South Caroline
On the best ol' Clipper Dave Mckay ever built
Singing look toward the land
'cause the land is the key
Singing keep
gonna live forever now
Dream of angels and sunshine
Rivers of red wine, and orange peel blues
Dream of angels and sunshine
Rivers of red wine,
gonna live forever now
Dream of angels and sunshine
Rivers of red wine, and orange peel blues
Dream of angels and sunshine
Rivers of red wine,
forever now
I'm gonna live forever now
Dream of angels and sunshine
Rivers of red wine and orange-peel moon
Dream of angels and sunshine
Of rivers
gonna live forever now
Dream of angels and sunshine
Rivers of red wine, and orange peel blues
Dream of angels and sunshine
Rivers of red wine,
the sword on my back
I mean, like, what the fuck, monster truck, wanna go fast?
Orange juice and toothpaste
I roll around in blue paint
Thinking of new
My Ireland, you are the river rush
Always fluid in flux in need of a little hush
My Ireland is talking to itself
But so busy listening to Joe
It's
inhabit malleable colonies
'Till the fire ant dropped the sweet leaf
Grief your dreams a needle in a needle stack
Claiming safety pin physics
Baby tin
months
He's still just 25, but it feels
Like he packed ten years' worth
Of living into 2012 alone, releasing
A heralded album, Channel Orange
In July
father named Clarence Brown from a small town called Orange Walk, in 99 I heard the river flow can still feel you uplift my soul, standing next to my pops
lay
French Broad River will float me away
And I hate you for that
I hate you for that
I'm the orange peel
I'm the orange peel
I'm the orange peel
Rolling out and flooding in
The rise and release
Missing pieces fall away
Like colonies beyond the sea
I alone am free
The river's dry and I can be
won't rest until
I watch my clothes float down the Orange River
Oh, I loved those clothes
My rich man's clothes
I watch my clothes float down the Orange
to spread our wings and grow
Here at last we're flying free
Discovering new grounds
Obstacles but no defeat
This river is our own
Searching perfect synergy
THE MOUNTAINS WE CLIMB
The mountains we climb
and the rivers we row
often take us places
we don’t want to go.
So, we need a compass
a guide to steer
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